Eternalee - You're a Twerp Lyrics

Go to the fest
I am the best
Put on a vest
Ice on my chest
Nike the rest
Get rid of the pest
Niggas will talk go ahead be my guest
They play with ya brain
Them boys gone insane
I spin they complain
Im leaving him dead
You see the remains
Bit him with my fangs
My choppa it sang
My dope boy in spain
I hear a cop and he coming for me
At the crib so know ya boy had to just flea
I ain't know they was comin for me
Hid a strap in my trunk and my seat
Sayin im the one that was sellin that dope
Niggas don't know that they treat me like pope
Shoot at his bro watch him walk with a mope
Now sellin him weed and to his family to cope
Police don't know know so i won't say a word
If them niggas saw, i would lie, still be heard
Still getting high in the ski like a bird
Beef with my niggas get put onna shirt
Tell him to spin imma drag him in dirt
If he stayin home imma spin get him burnt
Bring the strap and make sure that its turnt
Shot him in the store call me Kurk
Blessings these bullets they burp
Timmy Tunner, you're a twerp
Cut him down, burn to ash
Take his bitch smack her ass
Took him to the halls with no pass
Never going back to class
Hope her butt got the mass
Throw it back real fast
I am real lit
Know im the shit
Bathroom ass niggas they know that im it
Cannot compare me to lames
Cuz i know how they playin
They stay movin blamin,
And fake all the famin
They also stay framing
Me for the complainin
I can't help but thinkin
If fame is what's waitin
I can't shake the feelin
The devil is dealin
For god i am kneelin
Like oranges im peelin
Turning his head all the way like a screw
That niggas a cow, and i bet he go moo
Niggas can't touch on my flow in the stu
His baby mama kind built like she pooh
She wanted honey, i gave her some food
They had jus fought, put her in a good mood
That nigga don't know that i took her back home
We cuddled and she even let me hit nude
They have no clue what i got waitin for them
Knocked out his lights now that nigga is dim
Shooting my shot going straight through the rim
Grab my bitch from the waist cuz she slim
Go to the fest
I am the best
Put on a vest
Ice on my chest
Nike the rest
Get rid of the pest
Niggas will talk go ahead be my guest
They play with ya brain
Them boys gone insane
I spin they complain
Im leaving him dead
You see the remains
Bit him with my fangs
My choppa it sang
My dope boy in spain
I hear a cop and he coming for me
At the crib so know ya boy had to just flea
I ain't know they was comin for me
Hid a strap in my trunk and my seat
Sayin im the one that was sellin that dope
Niggas don't know that they treat me like pope
Shoot at his bro watch him walk with a mope
Now sellin him weed and to his family to cope
Police don't know know so i won't say a word
If them niggas saw, i would lie, still be heard